Why does this girl live on the outskirts of Hau'oli city?
And why did it take me so long to find this place?
It's pretty strange.
Apart from that, her house is very nice.
If you remove the boxes and the loud crashing noises coming from the inside.I tap on the door-
No, I actually kinda punched it.
It's better than punching Rowlet or a person.After i punched the door, a green lizard like Pokémon slowly opens the door.
A Sceptile and a very grumpy looking one at that.I try to step past him but he closes the door leaving the two of us just standing awkwardly outside, "Um, hi." I say quickly, "Would you mind letting me in?"
He crosses his arms, "Are you Isabelle?" He says in a gravely voice.
"Yeah, sure."
His voice instantly changes as does his posture; its still grumpy, though.
He opens the door, "You can come in, just don't make a bigger mess than there already is." He lies down in the middle of the kitchen floor, "I'm Banjo."I snort, "Banjo? Like the instrument? What kind of name is that!?"
He sighs and closes his eyes, "Miracle is in her room. Don't let Duke see you."
"Duke is?"
"He's a black Furfrou."
I tin away from the Sceptile..who is named Banjo.
I just can't fathom why you would name a Pokemon after an instrument.When I get into Miracle's room, I see her sitting on her bed with a book.
But, I don't think she's actually reading.
I struggle to pull myself onto the bed, getting some help from the Furfrou.
He slobbered all over me.Just as I had suspected, she's sleeping.
Out cold.
I sigh, great first impression.
As I lean over to shut off the lamp, I notice a note on her nightstand.
Something about a festival.I don't dwell on it too much, right now, I just want to sleep.
Maybe, this is all just a dream...
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Nope! Not a dream!Miracle's mom, who was nowhere to be found yesterday, is screaming her head off to get Miracle out of bed.
It's evening time, why'd she wait so long?
After Miracle struggles to get dressed, it was painful, we finally head out.
So, Kukui apparently barged into her house just so he could escort her to the festival.That's not weird.
I'm sure Miracle's mom really appreciates that.But first, he's gotta tell her how to catch a Pokemon.
Because she doesn't know how to do that.
Why?
She has a Sceptile, why are we-"Bye, Miracle!" Kukui's voice shatters my thoughts.
I watch as he walks away.
Did he just show up to tell Miracle how to catch a Pokémon?Ugh.
Its making my head hurt.
Anyways, I don't know what they were talking about, but now Miracle's got some Poké Balls.Miracle looks at me and takes a step into the grass, "That was useless," she mutters before taking a cautious step into the grass.
Not even a second later, a Pikipek leaps out at us. "Oh, it's so....small?" Miracle seems a bit taken a back by the small bird Pokémon.
"Well, I guess it's better than nothing right?"
I wait for her to give me a command to attack but, it never comes, she just throws a ball at it.
I thought she knew how to catch Pokémon.
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FanfictionCover made by the talented @Ripiao_ ! Popplio and its evolutions are characterized as sweet and kind, a helper to all! Isabelle is anything but that. She's sarcastic and anti-social. Unluckily, she's forced to go on a journey with a trainer who...